LAUREL'S POV I know, you all think of me as the home wrecker but then what would you say about the little thief that had taken my position as Luna? I did leave him those few years ago because I sure as hell never thought that the self absorbed Xander would start spreading past his horizon as the alpha of the Red moon pack. I also had not thought that he would become this powerful. My boyfriend and I had been together for such a long while and he always affirmed to me that he had things in order. I agreed with him and never really cared to talk anymore to Xander. The guy sure was a dummy who could not read the handwriting on the wall. We had grown up together in the same pack and I always saw him as the bit of a timid heir back in the days. Hence, when our wolves suddenly recognized each other after a while, it was really shocking that the very alpha I looked down on happened to be my mate. It was a matter of shame for me because I had already boasted about his downfall to

ALLEN'S POV Doomed!!! I certainly was done for. The entire situation was beginning to look staged and no matter how I look at it, I know Xander would not be taking things lightly with me when he hears everything. First; earlier that day, Maxwell had come to me for some deeds to a part of an open space we all owned mutually. I could tell he was by all means seeking for any way possible to quarrel with our pack but then it struck me as to why everything was happening suddenly at this time when Laurel was coming. Clearly something was missing and that would be something really important to the entire thing we were investigating already. I am one such person that does not believe in coincidences. Nothing happens out of the ordinary as I knew that no matter how distant things would seem, if we look closely we could see connections. Maxwell to me had never seemed to know who Laurel was because they had never been seen close to each other. Besides, during the time when L

XANDER'S POV Everyone seems to be getting on my nerves recently. It was becoming quite a lot to bear but I had been at my best at keeping it in. However, this new development with Allen was not getting passed like water under the bridge. He had just one simple task to do as my beta but it would seem that he was beginning to grit my nerves. He was actually beginning to get wanting in my eyes as all he does now seemed like a jump from one suspicious move to another. The moment he had called me to inform me that the prisoner had escaped, I was practically vexed. I had been hoping for a distraction from Nicolette's questions but now I wish this was not the case. Hurriedly, I had taken my car as I was in no mood for a wolfie run tonight. I drove straight to our secret house which housed our dungeons. The moment I got there, I could see him standing out there looking worried. I had strong reasons to believe that he was just putting up the pathetic act to get enough pity from me.

NICOLETTE'S POV "Girl, are you stupid or something?" Zibs was telling me the moment I told her what the situation was over the phone. Perhaps you would think of me as a loser and a sorry ass loser at that but then what could I say, it was unbearable. I could not sit one exact minute with that wench and keep avoiding hitting her. She just had it in her to make one really pissed. When I had gotten to my room, the first thing I did was to free my hair from the bun I had done that morning which, if you must know, still hurts from how I held the center part and then I pulled off the ridiculous gown which she had beaten me to. In frustration, I threw the gown on the floor and found myself stomping on it. It was while stomping on it that it crossed my mind to call Zibelle. Perhaps, speaking to her would do me some great amount of good. Luckily for me, she did pick up and I told her what had happened. I explained everything from the scratch and then you could have guessed

NICOLETTE'S POV I had no idea that so much time had passed already and it was nearly lunch time. I panicked as I thought that my actions might begin to seem to Xander like I was slacking off my duties. Not like he had forced me to keep up with my duties but to think of it now, I already proclaimed that I would be making lunch. I looked into the mirror and stared back at the nightmare I had made of myself before deciding that I would freshen up a little before I go outside and accustom my new found nemesis. I took a little while brushing my hair but so as not to seem like a copycat, I had pulled it back behind me and held it in place with a ribbon. Sincerely, I was tempted to dress similar to her now that it seems like my husband prefers that sort of dressing but the reminder that ours was a marriage of convenience screamed through my mind. I had questions now for myself and for Xander which I knew I would never ask a soul. I needed to know if there was any possibility th